03 September 2013

Not My Fate

 

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Disasters that make self-contemplation an
obvious task don’t usually rate mention – 
being author of such an event utters loud
accusations you’re inadequate, and true if
ineptitude wasn’t shared in a regrettable
incident like the one where syphoning beer
spilled, pouring on the garage floor; more
than half of the brew in gravid libation

Yes, an idiot forgot the stop-cock, not an
occurrence that is rare but usually there’s
someone watching with beer in hand – an
anticipatory gesture which often prevents
undue waste; but as such not my fate on
this lamentable day
© 9 August 2013, I. D. Carswell